Imagination #4 Her story..

'You ate my chocolate! ‘She said.

'No, you did.' he replied.

'No you...!' She pulled his hair and he did the same. They are acting as if they are going to kill each other for that. 

A garden full of flowers and grass; rose, lily, jasmine and many others have occupied it. There were five bonsai trees. The two kids have filled themselves up with clay. The girl wearing a creamish white little frock with pink printed flowers over it started throwing clay over the boy. The boy wasn't down either. He wore tiny dark blue pants with a SpongeBob printed t-shirt matched up with it. He destroyed her clay house that she carved with much effort. 

Pearly droplets came rushing out through her brown eyes. 'Mamma..!' she cried. 'Ssshhh... Please… Sorry sorry.' the kid pleaded and wiped her tears with his muddy hands almost blackening her face with it. 'Friends?' he said with the sweetest voice and she hugged him. 

Looking at all these things I went back to my days. I was the same girl back then crying at every other reason. And he.. Always ready to wipe my tears off. He was my best buddy. 

*5 years back* 

'Shaina please, give it to me. Right now, I say.'

'You have to try. Come take it.' I ran around the sofa.

'Shaina c'mon now. Don't act like a 5-year old.' with that he bumped onto me and we both fell. 

'Oops..!' I couldn't help but laugh. 

'If a scratch appears, you are dead.'

He snatched his phone from my hand and checked every inch of it. There was nothing to worry about and he gave a sigh of relief. 'Why do you do this always huh?'

'I love the way you run behind me, faking that you are trying.'

'I don't fake it. It's so difficult to catch you.'

I giggled. We were still lying on the floor beside each other. That moment seemed so perfect. He turned towards me and set aside those little strands of hair falling over my face. He came closer and I knew he meant to kiss me. But then his phone rang. He shifted a bit but was determined to kiss me right there.

'Your phone.' I tried to make him realize about it, as though he would listen. 

'Sameer, pick it up. It must be important.' 

'Not as much as you are.'

'You have got whole life to do that. But the phone will stop ringing soon. Pick it up.'

'You always find ways to spoil this mood and I hate you for that.'

'I love the way you hate me.' 

He finally sat straight and turned to the call. 

'Hello.' he said but it seemed like nobody replied from the other side. 

'Mom? Is everything alright? Why are you crying..? Mom!!' he shouted. Romance was nowhere and sky was filled with dark clouds.

'What??? No..! This can't be..! Mom, no!!' he couldn't believe what he had heard. Even I couldn't when he told it to me. His dad passed away and his mom was in a state of complete shock.

A week later, his mom was admitted. Doctors told that it was due to shock and depression. She was in a state of coma. Chances of her recovery were weak. They didn't even set a particular time. She could either get up at any moment or never wake up at all. Everything relied on her will and her body wasn't supporting her. Sameer couldn't take all of this. 

He came up to me, 'Shaina, I'm sorry. But this is over now.'

'What are you talking about? Is aunty alright?'

'No she is not. And I don't know if she'll ever talk to me. But I'm not talking about it.'

'Then? What is it?'

'You and me. It can't be.'

I couldn't analyze his words. What was he saying? You and me? Can't be? I was rewinding his words again and again. What did he mean by that?

He continued, 'We cannot be together anymore. I have this whole family thing to do now. I have three sisters to be wedded. After dad, I'm the only man in the family. Mom is in her worst condition. Her medical treatment and everything; it's just too much and I need a lot of time. I have to look after them. I'm their only hope. And I can't think about anything else right now. You are already 23 and your mom wouldn't want you to wait for me that long. I'm not ready to take up this new responsibility. I just... I just hope you understand.' 

There was nothing left for me to say. He had already cut out all the possibilities for us to be together. I didn't know what to say.

'Can I at least hug you for the one last time?' I said with tears flowing desperately out my eyes. 

'Shaina...' his eyes were wet. He gave me the most peaceful hug. 'I love you and always will.' he said and kissed my forehead.

'I know.' I kissed his cheek and left.

He was standing there when I turned back from the last corner. He waved his hand towards me and I faked a smile. 

It was the last time I saw him. Last time…

*Present day*

A tear fell out from my left eye. I was about to wipe it out when somebody else did that for me. 

'Phir se flashback Mai chali gayi ha?' (Remembering it all again?) He smiled at me and sat beside me.

'That thing never goes out. Every time I see our kids playing, I just go back there.'

'It's alright. It's been 5 years now.'

'Yes. It has. I'm sorry.'

 'Why are you sorry?'

'I’m sorry. Even though I'm your wife, I discuss with you; about him. I don't even think how bad you might feel.'

'I have told this many times that I don't feel bad. In fact I feel happy when you tell me all this. There is nothing hidden between us. And that's what makes our relation strong.'

'He never loved me like how you do.'

'And I'm glad he didn't. Or else I would have never found you. '

I giggled, ‘Why do you so understand? You make me feel so inferior.'

'You are my queen and nothing less than me.'

'I’m so lucky to have you.'

'Yes you are, my lady.'

I kissed him and he kissed me back.

'Mamma..!' came a cry from out in unison.

'You've got kids now. You need to stop kissing me like this publically.'

'Acha bachu..!' I hit him and waved my hand through his hairs. 

I was indeed lucky to have such a caring man by my side. He is more than I deserve. More than I could ever dream. But somewhere deep down, a part of me still remembers Sameer. Still loves him. He was my first love and will always be. But as they say, 'First love cannot be forgotten, but True Love can bury it alive.' And I have found my true love.

Story credits: Rabia

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Imagination #3

It's already 9:30 and still I can't see her anywhere close. My heart started having a race with itself.'Samaira, where are you?' I was just uttering these words. 

'Oh god., ! Where is this girl? I hope, she is fine. But why is it taking her so.' I was blabbing it throughout my head. 

*Beeeeepp* *vibration* My boss sent me a message indicating he wanted to see me soon. His office was on the 8th floor and I was standing near the entrance of our office. 

And then.. A white Activa came through the gates. Ah.. There she was. Beautiful as always. Her hair fall so perfectly over her face. She took off her helmet, locked her bike, wrapped her bag and walked towards me. I hid as soon as I could behind the door. I peeped out with the slightest movement possible. She was wearing a formal white shirt and a lovely pair of jeans. 

'Hey.!' somebody tapped be from behind. I slid with shock. 

'You! Why do u do this everyday. I almost had an attack coming through.'

'Me? It's you who stands here every morning waiting for her. Why can't you just go and talk to her?'

'it's just a different feeling watching her from far.'

'Oh yea yea.. You and your 'feeling'. Stop this thing right here and join me. Boss wants to see us ASAP.'

'Right. Just one look. Just one.'

'Do it soon bro.'

I once again peeped out. She was standing right in front of me. 'Phir se.!' (again!) she teased me. 

'Uh.. No.. Yes. Good morning.'

'Good morning Ishan. Got to go. See you .' she winked at me and left.

I stood there, with my hand sticked to my chest. 

'Oh god! No time for all this shit right now. Boss is waiting.'

'Hayee.. Did you see? She winked at me.'

'Yes. Now please let us go.'

*Conference room*

'So as you can see, market seems to crash down, we need new ideas to keep our brand on top. Has anyone got anything to say?'

'I have. White suits you so well.' I thought to say but kept mum staring at her. All the other guys and officials exchanged few words and the meeting was soon up. Everyone was heading towards the exit. I took advantage of the situation and went to her. 'Hey Sam.'

'Hey'

'You were really good out here.'

'Thank you Ishan.' she said with the prettiest smile.

'Mmm..' I smiled sheepishly and spoke again. 'I was thinking if you could join me today for dinner.'

'Who all are coming?'

'No one.'

'Huh..!?'

'I mean, I haven't invited anyone yet.'

'Oh okay.'

'Is it ok if I don't invite anyone?'

'You mean just the two of us?'

'The two of us.' I told this as if it was just a casual thing and nothing to be worried about.

'Is it fine is if I let you know while leaving.'

'Absolutely fine '

'Cool then, bye'

'Yea bye.'

*5:30 pm*

I knew it was late and she might have left but still had a hope that she would turn up. I was waiting for her at the exit. I couldn't find her scooty near the parking area. She didn't even answer me. Did she even remember? Melancholy filled the air. I took out my bike and rode back home.

*my home*

I opened the door and went in. I was really exhausted and also a bit depressed. I threw my bag over the sofa and pushed myself down. I stretched and tried to relax. A pair of hands circled my body from behind. A kiss was placed over my cheek.

'You can't even ask me out properly.'

'What do I do if you are so difficult to convince?'

'You have to try harder. Hehehe.' she chuckled and kissed me again from behind.  I pulled her in front. Her face shone so well in the bare lights. I kissed her forehead as she closed her eyes.

'I wonder how you accepted me when I came to your home with my parents.'

'You seemed very convincing that day.'

'Acha bachu, I seemed convincing only that day. And who was the one to call me up at night and confess.'

'I just got carried away looking at your constant pleas. Nothing serious ok.'

'You never accept that. Don't you?'

'Why should I? When I have got such a darling who always accepts that for me.'

'I love you.'

'I love you more.'

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Imagination #2

Sunday 7:00 am

'Beta, get up. You have guests coming.' shouted my mom from the kitchen. She was so busy preparing her stuff that she didn't even bother to personally wake me up. Well, it's not her fault. We really had some very important guests to welcome.

I hated getting up early on weekends. But this time, it was different. 'I have to look my best today' I said to myself. I quickly went to the bath and took 1/4th time of my normal time to come out. There was lot to be done and I was already running out of time.

I picked up a full length anarkali suit that I had bought last month via eBay. It had an usual combination of sky blue and cotton white. It was simple and elegant. Moreover my mom thought it looked pretty on me.

My sis got my hair done. I had been searching for beautiful hairstyles since a week and finally found it on a YouTube channel. (I owe my life to the internet.! )She pulled all of my hair on one side, and tied it all into a messy bun. My side bangs matched perfectly with it. 

Then it was my makeup's turn.. Didn't wanted to look like a zombie so went on with the the lighter combination.There was more of pink and brown than any other shade. I applied eye liner on the upper lid. Light peach on my lips and I was done.

My mom finally managed time to check on me. She came in and stared without uttering anything. 

'Mom?' I tried to bring her back to her senses.

'You look..' she didn't say anything for a while. 'Who did your hairstyle?'

'Simar did'

'It's good. Come out to the kitchen. They'll be here anytime.'

'Ok mom'

It was only, so that they have a good impression about me. So that mom could get this sentence told, 'lijiye, meri beti ne banaya hai' :P (my daughter prepared these)

You would have guessed it by now. 

Yes!  I had a marriage proposal coming through. Simar had seen the guy. And I don't know what do I call this but I missed the chance to see him coz of some format problem.

*Beep* *Beep* A car stopped by our house. I went to the kitchen window to get a look. Maaannn..!! It looked gorgeous.. I don't know what model that was. But I just wanted to go and kiss it. It was so damn good..shifting away my focus from the car, I tried to look for some guy. Some handsome guy actually. I saw two oldies coming out and then mom told me to arrange the things. I hate it when somebody interrupts me but..I had to miss this chance. Anyway, I was going to be presented before him in some moments.

I gave a final check to my look. 

'Neat, simple, confident,.. Perfect' I gave me, the final count.

'Asiya, bring some snacks for the guests.' my mom called me out.

'So, finally... Just be calm. This is it now.. Fhhuu.. ' I took a deep breathe and went through the hall.

I kept my gaze lower as they expected me to do. It was considered as a sign of a well mannered girl. Inside me, a voice shouted to look up and search for the guy. 'Asiya, just look staright. You got to see him. Oh please. Look up'

Mom offered me a seat next to her. I knew I was sitting straight in front of him.

He was wearing loafers rather than formals. This showed he had his own style and didn't wanted to be someone else. Usually guys tend to change to impress. But he.. I thought had a taste of his own. This was the time when I was getting automatic positive thoughts about him. Coz I just wanted him to be good in all aspects. So then. I decided to have a look.

Not that fair, has good hands. And up. Beard. 'oh, he got to look awesome..' and up.. And...!!!!!

I stood straight.! 'Ru.. Ruh.. Ruhan..?... You?'

Everyone else stood in astonishment. 'Hi Asiya.. 'He said with a chuckle as if he was sure of that surprised look. 

'Goshhh..' I held my hand against my mouth and went in as soon as I could.......

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Crushes are Awesome..!

Read a blog today. The person has written about people falling in love and then thinking about that person the whole day and all that stuff.. He writes that these are all attractions and merely waste. If today you find that person appealing, next day you might end up thinking his friend is more smarter. So the cycle continues. Instead of having multiples partners, waiting for 'the one' is better..

I completely agree with the last part. Waiting is the best thing to be done. But that dosent mean you can't experiment with this phase. I think falling for someone, or getting attracted is completely fine. This is the time when you need to fall and then get up and stand straight. 

Having your crush sit right infront of u and smile ,.. Checking his/her profile the whole day, stalking them all the time, trying to know that person, etcetera.. Don't think what would others think of you when they come to know. It's your life and it's  completely normal falling for someone. And when you have so many options, choosing is so much better. Later on.. When you grow old and sit with your husband/wife in your gallery memorizing all the things; you get to laugh at yourself.. Telling your partner how mad you were at that time.. And who knows.. Your partner might be your crush itself.. :P 

Fate.. That's what you have to trust in.. So never loose hope and never stop getting into complications. As they say, 'experience is the best teacher'..

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The morning dream..!

Ever dreamt of death? As in.. A dream in which you see it approaching. Not just your death, but.. The abolishment of the entire universe.

*at granny's house*

I had to do some work, something really important. I don't know why, but it seemed so. Gus was with me. By my side, to help me. I told him we'll have to do this together. I don't know what was he doing at my granny's house. We weren't even related. Except that I had a crush on him.

I told him about the work and came out. It seemed like morning. Like the sun has just lifted. I went out. There was the sun. Round and magnificent yet calm. It's shape was so precise and neat. Never had I seen it this way. It was red with a sprinkle of orange as the setting one at the beach. I was trying to figure it out while I saw another one of the same kind, coinciding with the first one. And then another. They were more than four. Each shaped as if it were a color paper cut out neatly with scissors. I had never seen the sun without minimizing my eyes.. And this time.. It was cool and peaceful.

I was stunned by the view in front of me. I was about to call out my granny when this thought stuck my mind. Was it what I was thinking!! Nothing came out of my mouth for some moments. I was so much in a state of shock. So much that I could barely stand.

Qayamat..!! The Day Of Judgement..!!!!!

I had read it before and even heard many people talk about its signs. Two sun at the same time; will rise from the west. All the believers will vanish at one go.. And the sight made me go mad..

I went straight to the tap and started doing my ablution. I could see everyone run for their lives. The news had already reached the world. Everyone started repenting. Praying. I went in and stood for the salat. I looked out. It seemed like the dawn. Like, the sun was about to set. It was so confusing. Moments ago, it was morning and then, in seconds it was evening.

I made an intention of praying 3 rakhats. My grandpa was standing behind me. He was saying something but I didn't care to listen. I wasn't even bothered of what others were doing. I just wanted to ask for forgiveness to the almighty. Just wanted to make myself safe. While in salah, I heard my granny telling out that one of my uncle passed away. The reason was so funny yet no one had this urge to smile. He popped up a bottle of cold drink and that had so much of gas content that blew him up. If it was some normal time, I would have never believed it. But them.. It was The Day.. Anything could happen. 

I finished 3 rakhats and stood up again. My grandpa was still there saying something to me. This time, I turned back. I was shocked to see his condition. His hand.. His hand was like some flat metal . It was melting. I can't even explain how that looked. I had no time consoling him. I just gave out a loud call enough for everyone in the house to listen. I didn't care if anyone came there to see him. I just went up to the other room to finish my salat. He was crying and fell on the floor. I didn't have time to make him sit proper. 

I went to the other room.. And zooooommmmmm..!!!

I opened my eyes.. White wall in front of me. I could only hear the sound of the fan. My mother preparing something in the kitchen. My sister sleeping beside me. 

I turned. Watched again. The ceiling. The sound of the fan. My room. White painted wall.

God..!!! It was a dream. I couldn't believe what I had seen. I sat straight and started to cry.

Usually I forget dreams soon. But this one. It is going to haunt me for the entire life. 

Life is just the journey and you are yet to reach the final destination. Don't be too obsessed with it. You never know when it ends. 

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Quotes #1

Some of the quotes I came across Internet.. 

" You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world. But you do have some say in who hurts you.. I like my choices"

- John Green, The Fault In Our Stars.

'Trying to impress others, is cheating yourselves'

'Keep your eyes on the goals. Focus on Donut and not upon the hole.'

'You don't die if you fall in water,  You die only if you don't swim'

'Ideas shape the course of History' 

'Don't be top hard on yourself, there are plenty of people willing to do that.. love yourself and be proud of everything you do,. Even mistakes mean you are trying'

Imagination #1

She hit me loosely on my face. It was like she kissed me without touching her lips. We were having funny conversation and I eventually started teasing her. I always love this look of hers, when she fakes her anger.

Her laughter, her hair, her eyes, her lips. I just love everything about her. The way she carries herself in the most crucial situation. Her peace of mind. Her love towards me. Yes..! That's the best part - her love for me.

I'm so lucky to have her. My life couldn't be more complete than this. She is the soul of my happiness. The reason for everything that's in my life. I say this to her every time and she shys away and tells me to stop flattering her.

World.. So quite outside, yet to end in darkness. Birds returning to their nest, and sun.. Ready to spread light to the other side of the planet. And my love; resting on my lap. Her head peacefully relaxed over my chest.

Her face.. I can't explain how that looked. It radiated the red sky so well. I felt like the richest man on earth. I kissed her forehead. She tilted her head and smiled back.

She blew my already-flying hair and waved her hand through them. She does that always and I just love it. I kissed her without giving her a clue. And she.. gave me back, what I wanted. She kissed me back with all her passion. And then.. I better keep it a secret. You can understand it yourself. As they say, 'samajdar  ko ishara hi kaafi hai' :) :*

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